"The Color Purple"

"The Color Purple" by Alice Walker resonates with me.  In so many ways it mirrors my life.  I am Celie, a horribly abused misused black bastard child.  Unlike Mister and Celie's "father" my abuser remains anonymous, unpunished, unrepentant.

My book will come out soon and you will be horrified that such a monster could live for eighty-seven years right under your nose.  If she baptized you or married you, I suggest you do it again.  Jesus warned us.  He told us about these ravenous wolves in sheep's clothing.  He told us they would seek seats in high places, invade the "church".

I expose her in this blog as a part of my healing and to offer concrete evidence that Almighty GOD will never leave you, never forsake you.  "No weapon formed against you will EVER prosper."

I can't remember a time she wasn't spewing filthy vulgar curses upon me and my brothers and everyone in my family.  According to her we were all too black and "Af-ee-coon-ish" to live.  We had liver lips and gun barrel noses.  Our "good hair" was never good enough for her.  Her hair "nevah had a nap in it."

No one could be as light as she was; "...light bright and damn near white!"; she always bragged. No one was smarter  and that "honesty and religious Christian S*** wuz fo' dummies and losers."

A violent terrifying ogre she made my life a pure tormented hell.  Her double life was something we were born into.  There was the "Mathy Jane" for the public, for church and work and there was the "Mathy Jane" for home.  Diametrically opposed, as different as black and white, night and day, good and evil.

You better not think about telling.  The best you could do was think of ways to keep her off your a**.  You better become a "Step-n-Fechet".  Learn to grin and lie, shuffle and do a buck dance to keep her entertained.

No, you weren't leaving and you could never criticize her or suggest that she was anything but perfect.  Leave and abandon her if you were foolish enough.  She would stalk you, contact your employers and tell them that you were a drug dealer.  She would get you put out of the Army and convince you that your ex-wife did it.  Offend her in the slightest and she will call the high sheriff on you, tell him that you are selling drugs.  Get jealous because you fixed up the old homestead, made it your palace.  So, she made sure it burned to the ground.  Then grinned and lied, kissed you over and over while twisting the knife in your back. Called you a dummy for never catching on to her true diabolical character.

Martha loves to do wrong, sabotage and destroy your life.  Force you to come prostrate on your hands and knees begging her to pay your light bill or pay your car note.  She mocks you for being such a stupid hard luck loser.  Let her see some tears, hear your grief and she will break you off a few dollars.  Then she will get on the phone and brag to the whole family about her benevolence and re-iterate what a pathetic sorry dumb n***** you are.  Then she will talk about your ugly African features, your hideously dark pigmentation, your huge girth, your bumpy skin, your thick glasses.  She will go on to tell how no man or woman has ever loved you or really wanted to be married to you.

Not only will she talk bad about you behind your back she will do it to your face.  She does it when you are down and out, when you have no place to go.

Yea, she is an awful woman.  I pity anyone that calls her friend.  She is extremely perverted sexually, extremely demonic.  Totally dependent on witch craft and conjure, lying and manipulation.  She is the creep that you want to avoid.

Martha claims that she lies to keep people; "out my bizness!"  No, Martha you lie because you are a Pathological LIAR!  You are an abomination to the LORD, an imp, a repulsive unrepentant reprobate, a viper from the bowels of hell.

Contrary to what many may believe, I thank GOD for her.  GOD turned every horrible deed she perpetuated against me into a blessing.  Most importantly, without Martha as my mother, Jerome Walters would have never been my grandfather.  Jerome Walters blessed my life, loved me unconditionally, taught me by precept and example.  He always encouraged me and taught me to ignore my "mother".  "Don't pay no 'tention to yo' mama, she ignut."

Like Celie my life has a happy ending.  Like Alice Walker I have a great book that you will not be able to put down until you finish.

Stay in His WORD children.  Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."

May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)